It’s been 6 years since you’ve passed, and yet, I still think about you daily.
I travel a lot for work now, and I’m in your town quite often.
I keep looking for the place your barn was, but it’s never there.
I look for your house.
I look for your grave.
But, today I found something I didn’t want to.
The train tracks.
Where we almost lost you.
I drove over them today and I felt you.
I heard your voice telling me how you almost jumped, but you didn’t.
I always feel you when I’m there.
I feel you, and I know you’re at peace.
It’s been 6 years, and i don’t think I’ll ever forget you, or those tracks.